"Qingyi, this painting looks very normal, but does it also incorporate hypnotic elements?" Niu Xiaotian asked via voice transmission.
"Of course, a lot of it has been incorporated and carefully crafted. If you look at it for a long time, you will be addicted to the painting and unable to get out, as if you have entered the world in the painting, until your spirit completely collapses. It will even have a big impact on the monks." Qing Yi hummed.
made a sound.
It’s a bit scary that looking at paintings can be seen as mental illness!
"What do you think this painting should be called?" Fu Jun's voice, always so pleasant, asked the entrepreneurs with a smile.
"Mountain home!" said an entrepreneur.
"Haha, Lao Han, this name is too vulgar, why not call it Yishanbangshui." Another enterpriser said with a smile.
"It should be called mountains and rivers with feelings."
"step up."
"..."
Fu Jun's red lips kept an elegant curve, his little hands were behind his back, and he pretended to be mysterious and said: "There is a secret hidden in this painting. If anyone can find it out, I will give it to you for free. I will never break my promise."
"Great artist, give me a hint, what's the secret?" someone shouted.
"Haha, it won't be fun if you point it out!" Fu Jun shook his head gently.
"What kind of thing is she playing?" Niu Xiaotian asked Qingyi through a message.
"If she can't find it, she will auction it. Whoever takes it home will continue to look for it. You know the consequences."
"Well, if you stare hard, you will become mentally ill in the end." Niu Xiaotian added.
"It's a mental illness that is perfectly controlled by her." Qingyi emphasized.
This bitch is not a good person, and she indeed contains personal items in the painting!
Controlling an entrepreneur is equivalent to controlling that person's wealth, which is comparable to robbery without leaving any trace.
These people here are all billionaires. Isn’t controlling them more profitable than selling paintings?
Why is his brain so easy to use? Brother Oda is having a hard time studying now!
Alas, there are people out there.
"I seem to have seen a Bagua picture!"
"There's a horse hidden in there!"
"There are many little people in the bushes."
"..."
The entrepreneurs were all making random guesses, and Yan Lai was also staring, stretching his neck with a smile on his lips.
As the richest man in the world, Yan Lai's own luck is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people. No matter how advanced Fu Jun's hypnotic paintings are, it will be difficult to completely interfere with him.
Niu Xiaotian understood Yan Lai's expression. He liked the painting very much and was interested in buying it.
at this time,
Fu Jun on the stage suddenly called his name, "Mr. Niu, do you see anything?"
"Hey, it's just a man and a woman kissing each other, holding each other's shoulders, and the kiss is so intense." Niu Xiaotian said nonsense.
The whole audience was amused. They thought this young man was quite interesting and he dared to say anything.
The smile on Fu Jun's face froze, as if he was very reluctant to give up, and raised his hand: "Congratulations, Mr. Niu, you guessed it right, I will give this painting to you, please keep it and don't resell it!"
Qingyi also guessed wrong!
Fu Jun had no intention of selling this painting, he just wanted to give it to Brother Oda!
Needless to say, he is evil-minded. If he wants to use this painting to interfere with Niu Xiaotian's practice, he'd better turn into a lunatic.
If you give it, of course you have to accept it and use it to your advantage.
This bitch is too conceited. She wants to use a painting to control the richest man in Xingwang Village. What are you thinking about?
"Really give it to me?" Niu Xiaotian's eyes lit up and he pointed to his nose, looking very excited.
"Of course, anyone who knows me knows that I always do what I say."
"Hey, I'm sorry, thank you!"
Niu Xiaotian smiled brightly, stood up, walked a few steps quickly, easily jumped onto the stage, easily raised the painting with both hands, showed it around, and returned to his seat happily.
"Xiao Tian, how did you see it?" Yan Lai was confused.
"Hey, Hu Meng." Niu Xiaotian said with a smile.
Seeing Fu Jun walking towards the backstage, Yan Lai asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with her painting?"
"It's best not to buy it!" Niu Xiaotian could only say this.
"Fang Cunyi is still very controversial in the art circle. Some people say that she doesn't know how to paint at all. She doesn't have solid basic skills in painting and just pursues skills."
"She can definitely draw, and her level is not low." Niu Xiaotian said meaningfully.
"Forget it, the value of contemporary art is difficult to grasp. Let's wait for tomorrow's antique auction!"
It can be heard that Yan Lai was quite regretful for not buying Fu Jun's paintings.
For a busy man like him, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he stayed here late at night and found nothing.
It's past ten o'clock, it's time to go back and rest.
Niu Xiaotian pretended to invite: "Dr. Yan, do you want to sit in my room?"
"All right!"
Unexpectedly, Yan Lai agreed immediately and extended an invitation: "Qingyi, come sit with me too!"
Qingyi nodded, and the three of them left the conference hall. Niu Xiaotian took the painting in one hand and took another elevator to the eighty-seventh floor.
Uncle Zhou and several bodyguards in black wanted to follow and provide protection, but Yan Lai waved his hand to stop them!
After walking out of the elevator, there was a circular corridor covered with red carpets. Judging from the numbers, there were only ten rooms.
Niu Xiaotian and his party occupied six of them. It can be concluded that the rooms on this floor are not open to the public, and even those with money may not be able to live in them.
Swipe your card to enter!
Niu Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help but light up. The room area exceeded 300 square meters, which was really luxurious.
Large floor-to-ceiling windows, several sets of sofas, two rooms with large round beds, of course a surf bathtub, and even two bathrooms.
Gray and white tones, geometric shapes can be seen everywhere, and it is full of a sense of technology.
There was also a small cylindrical robot that came up and asked: "Welcome home, what are your instructions?"
"What's your name?" Niu Xiaotian asked.
"Chenchen!"
Another Chenchen, probably this is the unified name of the robots.
"Chenchen, go get two cups of tea."
"OK!"
The little robot immediately went to the tea table, stretched out its mechanical arm, made three cups of tea skillfully, put them on the tray, brought them over steadily, and placed them on the coffee table.
"Go clean up!" Niu Xiaotian continued to make arrangements.
"The house is very clean, and the dust removal level has reached 96.7%." Chenchen replied, not wanting to do useless work.
"Chenchen, shut down the system!" Yan Lai frowned.
"OK!"
Chenchen went to one side, and the light above his head disappeared, turning into a dead object.
Niu Xiaotian seemed to understand something, and Yan Lai was also very careful in doing things. He probably didn't want the conversation to be heard and recorded by the robot.
"Dr. Yan, these conditions are too good and cost you money!" Niu Xiaotian said politely.
"Haha, it's nothing."
Yan Lai waved his hand, handed his mobile phone to Qingyi, and said politely: "Qingyi, this is a business development plan. Please give me your opinions."
It is surprising that Yan Lai believes in Qingyi so much.
Qingyi took the phone and browsed it quickly. Yan Lai then asked: "Xiaotian, why did Fang Cunyi give you this painting?"